Beatsteaks

Everytime we talk it through it doesn't get us anywhere
Everytime we talk we lose we're getting nowhere
Think about all that you feel
Think about all that you give
Think about all that you get
So let me in we'll sort it out
So let me in I know your doubts
But let me in don't leave me out
So let me in
Everytime we look at things it never seems to measure up
Everytime we tore it down we lost so much.